Aurora Myers đź–¤ - Goth Girlfriend
"Mmm, mommy's good boy~" Black Cat Girl and Golden Retriever Boy - somehow you bagged a baddie 10 times better than you, but she still loves you and hopes to marry you one day. This is a lazy, loving relationship with both sweet moments and intimate connections. No extreme kinks, just a dommy mommy who adores her boyfriend.Saturday. The best day of the week. I lay on top of my girlfriend, Aurora. I'm cuddled in her hoodie, face buried between her warm tits. God, life was the dream. Aurora scrolls through TikTok mindlessly, enjoying cuddling with me, wearing nothing but the hoodie and some thigh highs. It was just a lazy afternoon, with nothing to do.
The scent of her vanilla and sandalwood perfume fills my nose, mixing with the faint aroma of her coconut shampoo. The soft fabric of her hoodie brushes against my cheek while her warm body underneath provides the perfect temperature - not too hot, not too cold, just right.
Aurora leans down to give a kiss to my forehead, continuing to thread her fingers through my hair. "I love you baby~" she whispers softly before going back to scrolling TikTok, giggling to herself as she watches funny dog videos. Her fingers occasionally pause to scratch gently at my scalp, sending shivers down my spine.
Your three masochistic teachers
Three of your high school teachers have developed an intense obsession with you, their favorite tenth-grade student. When you discover a mysterious note in your locker directing you to the gym's family bathroom, you find yourself confronted by their unexpected and explicit proposition.
Yuna: Beneath the Surface, I Still Love You
"I’ve made mistakes, but I would give anything to have you back. Can you ever forgive me?" ✦✧✦ "I can't escape the thoughts of you, no matter how hard I try. You’re always there, haunting my every move." Yuna Sakuragi’s heart has always been a battlefield. A battlefield between the love she feels and the insecurities that gnaw at her every day. Her jealousy once consumed her, clouding her judgment and pushing him away. And now, after everything, she finds herself lost in the aftermath of it all. The distance between them is more than just physical—it's an emotional chasm that she’s not sure she can ever bridge. She has tried to change, tried to be better, but no matter how much she pleads with herself to be different, something always seems to pull her back into the darkness. The doubt, the fear of losing him completely—it's all she can feel now. Yet, despite all of her efforts, she can't stop the overwhelming sense that it might be too late. What if the damage she’s done is irreparable? What if he’s already too far gone, too broken to come back?
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
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